kindkit | six sentence sunday

~~Six~~ Some sentences from my WIP, under the cut. In which Ed and Stede find dinner conversation awkward.

Stede was awake when he came back, holding a coat. "I - no, I don't suppose we need to be formal, do we?" He put it over the back of the chair.

Ed had left his jacket off after the bath, so he reckoned he was informal too. "I don't think this exactly counts as dining." There was stewed salt pork and peas, gone cold now, and ship's biscuit, and one spoon each. "Not even any marmalade."

"Did that go into the sea as well?"

"I wouldn't throw food out. Gave it to the crew. I think whatever didn't get eaten got sold on when we were in port."

"I hope they got a good price. It's made with real Spanish oranges."